final chapter of my selkie fic:
John woke early, slipping downstairs to the kitchen, tingling with excitement. It had been a rough couple weeks, Hamish home again after another injury, this one worse than before. But he was getting stronger by the day. Today Sherlock would be here. They’d talked to Barbara about it, and he hoped she’d take it as well as Hamish had at the same age. And the war felt like it was wrapping up as well.